This is the view from our room at the Faris Hotel, as it was in the middle of January 2018. Luckily there was no snow on the approach road as there had been in previous years.
Unfortunately the weather wasn’t very good. For two days we couldn’t see the peak because of low-lying cloud. The weather was very similar to that which we experienced when we visited in 2016.
Finally the cloud disappeared and the view of the mountain was spectacular, the one you can see in the photo above.
There was sad news awaiting us. My favourite dog, Argos, had been killed on 15th August, by wild boar. His mother had been partially blinded by them too, two years before. His remains (hair and skin) were all that remained of him. A very sad end to such a wonderfully gentle creature. I last saw him in April 2017 at Easter time. He was killed on the 15th of August, the Feast of the Virgin Mary.
It wasn’t a totally gloomy stay, however, as Argos has a half-sister, although, she may be a sister, as no one is absolutely sure which of the local dos fathered her. I had thought that she was a he!
My confusion arose because George, the owner of the Faris Hotel had said that he wanted a male puppy like the mother, Thebe. I just thought that the puppy George kept was a male because of that conversation. This puppy’s name is Gola, so I should have realised that she is female (because of the feminine ending ‘a’). I’m not quite sure which puppy is Gola in the photo above! However, she is now much bigger!
Gola and Argos’ cat friend are on very friendly terms, although Gola, (I call her Fluffy because I haven’t yet mastered the Greek gamma sound) mat not be as enamoured with Gola because she has a tendency to pick the cat up by the scruff of its neck so that she can take her to wherever she likes. Argos didn’t do that. the cat had much more freedom.
The log fire burned for the whole time we were at the hotel – four days, so we sat beside,or in front of it when the weather was bad. Then the weather cleared but it was freezing outside. In fact we only got out of the car to visit the ATM in Xirocambi, a village below the mountain.
We stayed in the Faris Hotel for meals, all cooked by George. I particularly like the meat plexoudi, plaited pork cooked in the oven.